I slid into a bunker occupied by Mark. We began shooting at Mike, I think it was, who was covered by some small trees and brush on the high bank. After a few minutes, Mike nailed Mark between the eyes...I was on my own, now. I shot at Mike for a couple more minutes, until I see some maniac running toward my direction -- it was Clayton. He was running full speed, dodging paintballs as he went, holding the gun with one hand and shooting at Mike with it. He got near my bunker and catapaulted his body into it. Ok, now it was two on one...us against Mike. Last I checked, we still had control of the lower path, so there was no real way for the red team to get through to our base. Apparently I should've checked again, because suddenly at least two kids from the red team rushed in from the lower path! I ducked down to avoid their fire, hoping to pop out and catch them off guard, but that was wishful thinking. I got nailed...and Clayton was yelling and shooting for all he was worth, but he was just getting peppered. Yep, we were basically the last defense. If only we had covered the low path!